وَدَخَلَ جَنَّتَهُۥ وَهُوَ ظَالِمٞ لِّنَفۡسِهِۦ قَالَ مَآ أَظُنُّ أَن تَبِيدَ هَٰذِهِۦٓ أَبَدٗا
And he went into his garden, being guilty of injustice against his own soul, and said, I do not think that this garden will decay for ever
Author: George Sale